"Amitabha. Patron, this little monk is passing by your esteemed place. I hope that you can give us a few bowls of vegetarian food…"
"Let's go. We don't have vegetarian food here. Let's go to other places to take a look.”
"Aiya…"
Outside the door, the waiter's voice could be heard. Many Jianghu people in the hall looked up and shook their heads. They continued drinking and eating.
"Patron, you don't have to beat people up even if you don't give out vegetarian food, right?”An old voice continued to come from outside the door.
"Hit someone? Did I hit you? You're begging for alms here and blocking our business. If we really wanted to beat you up, just you monks would have beaten you black and blue. Go, go!”
The waiter's voice sounded very impatient as he shouted.
"Shaolin Internal Strength!" Duan Renhuang tilted his head slightly and thought to himself.
The old voice just now clearly contained a pure Shaolin Internal Strength, which could not be hidden from him.
Duan Renhuang was proficient in the eight unique skills of Shaolin Temple, so he was no stranger to the inner force mental cultivation method.
However, Duan Renhuang didn't get up. The Shaolin Temple had nothing to do with him, so there was no need for him to meddle.
"Old Immortal Xingxiu, you are the king of the Central Plains!"
"Magical abilities, boundless magical power!"
Suddenly, shouts came from the street not far away. Accompanied by the sound of trumpets and gongs, it immediately attracted the attention of many Jianghu people in the restaurant.
"Oh no, it's Xingxiu Sect's Old Monster Ding!”
"Star Constellation Old Monster Ding Chunqiu, this person is proficient in poison techniques. His inner energy is unfathomable. It is rumored that his martial art can instantly dissolve a person's inner energy.”
"This person came to the Chinese server a month ago and has killed many Chinese players. Every one of them died to his poison technique. It's better for us to be careful.”
"Forget it, forget it. I'm really unlucky today. Let's go!”
In the lobby of the restaurant, when the Jianghu people heard Ding Chunqiu's name, they all stood up and paid the bill. In an instant, only Duan Renhuang was left sitting in the huge lobby.
"So it's the Shaolin senior monk here. I'm sorry for my disrespect. Didn't you eat vegetarian food? Come in with us. We'll let you eat as much good wine and meat as you want!”
"Hahaha!"
Outside the gate, a burst of laughter rang out, followed by the laughter of many Xingxiu Sect disciples.
"Patron, we Shaolin monks don't eat wine and meat!”
"That won't do. Today, my master, Old Immortal Constellation, is here. How can I not drink and eat? Men, invite the monks of Shaolin Temple in!”
"Yes, sir! Eldest Senior Brother!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Soon, a few Shaolin monks were pushed into the restaurant.
An old monk in his seventies brought three young monks with him. The Jianghu people who came in behind him were dressed strangely. They were different from the traditional clothes of the Central Plains and had a hint of the characteristics of the Western Regions.
The leader was a young man with a paper fan in his hand and a strange expression on his face.
"Master is here!"
Everyone made way for a short and fat old man in a white robe with white hair and beard.
He looked kind and sage-like. He held a feather fan in his hand and slowly walked in.
"I am Ding Chunqiu, from the Sea of Constellations in the Western Regions. I have long heard that there are many martial arts masters in the Central Plains, especially those from Shaolin Temple and Beggar's Sect. It is my honor to meet the eminent monk from Shaolin Temple today!”
Ding Chunqiu smiled and said,""Disciple, why aren't you serving the good wine and meat to the Shaolin masters?”
The young man holding the folding fan chuckled and quickly said respectfully,"Yes, Master!"
"Waiter, serve the best food and wine here and entertain the eminent monks of Shaolin!”
"Almsgiver Ding, please forgive this old monk for his disrespect. Shaolin abides by the rules and does not touch wine, meat, or meat. I still have something important to do today, so I can't stay long.”
"Xuzhu, pack your luggage and let's go.”
The old monk apologized and turned to leave.
"Yes, Martial Granduncle!" The one who answered was the little monk of Shaolin, Xu Zhu. He was ordinary and looked a little silly.
"I actually met him here!" A faint smile appeared on Duan Renhuang's face as he took a sip from the wine cup in his right hand.
The current Xu Zhu was still a small monk in Shaolin. However, in the future, his identity was extremely remarkable.
The leader of the Carefree Sect, the leader of the Vulture Palace, had hundreds of years of internal strength, unparalleled cultivation, and unfathomable martial arts!
However, the opportunity had yet to arrive, and he was far from reaching his future achievements.
"You're not allowed to leave! This old man invited you to drink and eat meat, but you all refused. This old man wants to see what's so urgent!”
Ding Chunqiu's eyes narrowed, and a trace of coldness appeared in his slender eyes.
All of a sudden, he raised his right hand and grabbed at the Void Bamboo. A majestic suction force rose.
"Ah! Help!"
Xu Zhu was so frightened that he turned pale from shock.
"Benefactor Ding, please show mercy!"
The old monk did not expect Ding Chunqiu to suddenly attack. He did not have time to help. Now that the Void Bamboo was in Ding Chunqiu's hands, he did not dare to act rashly.
"Hahaha... Master, look, it's an invitation to the Martial Arts Circle Convention!”
Ding Chunqiu's disciple stepped forward and took out a red letter from the basket on Xu Zhu's back.
"Martial Arts Circle Convention? Is there an invitation from Xingxiu Sect?" Ding Chunqiu asked with a smile.
"This…" The old monk put his palms together and said," Please forgive me, Almsgiver Ding. I'm only responsible for sending the invitations. I don't have the right to make the decision. The people invited are all martial artists from the Central Plains and masters from our ally, Dali Kingdom. There are no sects from the Western Regions."”
"Ah pui!" When Ding Chunqiu heard this, his entire body was filled with energy. His beard and hair fluttered in the wind, and his face became extremely cold.
"This old man has roamed the Sea of Constellations for decades, and I've also set foot in the Central Plains. Many people wanted to invite me but couldn't, yet your Shaolin Temple dares to ignore my Xingxiu Sect?”
"If you don't give this old man an explanation today, I'll definitely let you have a taste of this old man's cultivation technique!”
When the old monk heard this, his expression changed. Outside the restaurant, the faces of those who had left turned pale when they heard this.
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